Muthafucka you
Now a niggas out in the streets
Two nickle plated thirty-eights on me
Can't stay away from beef

Scrapping with them niggas from the other side
Sipping Saint Ives rocking old school flannels
Old school niggas see that I'm an animal
Front me at 16, see how my roll handle

Now I'm up the O's but wait on the affy
'Cause here come my muthafuckin' baby, cool
Had to slow my role
Plus my P.O. got a nigga pissing in a bowl

Hold my temperament 'cause I see such innocence
When I'm looking in Kobe's pupils
Despite all the dope I sold I had to change my road
I just might be able to grow old

Older brother said, "Yo, oh
I'mma quit my job so we can chase our goals
I'll be manager-a-go, you can rap I suppose"

That's what we did, I still flipped a little bit
Saved up my chips and put it into music
'Well Known Asshole' a underground hit

Still scrambling, looking like shit
Baby momma think I'm smoking more then a spliff
Think a blessing came from the man who invented my gift
When Eminem said, "Let me hear you spit"

Wrote my signature, now Shady Obie represents
Hit 'em with the D12 skit
Can exhale now I see my Mom's ain't pissed
She hit 'em with a smile 'cause Obie became focused

From independent out the trunk like them dope kids
To platinum plaques, world tours, getting noticed
An inappropriate soldier became so ferocious
In this Hip-Hop culture that I long for

The roller coaster O was on so young
Took a turn right into his song
That's right, from after school fights
To pushing white, to pursuing his career heights

One mic's, all I need involved with beats
I'mma be the streets to Jesus, cars on me
And that'll be the day you applaud and see
The underdog gets his eventually

Gotta end it though, I'm all in it, there's no limits
And it's so splendid, real names, no gimmicks
No image, just a soldier who spoke what he lived
From the ribs with it, the flows vintage
Obie gotta do this for real, yeah, Obie Trice